IKOM. December,1976. “Your mother is dead, Katie,” one of the women outside told Kate. ~ ~ ~ “I say shut up, mama!” Mr Ibor shouted at his mother. They had been going at each other’s throats for months, it was pretty much routine at this point. “Me…,” Mama Dan said with turned down lips, beating […]

IKOM, January, 1975. “Please sir, sir please, don’t do this to us. We’ll pay, see we have nowhere else to go. Please give us more time, please, hearken to our plea.” This was the profuse begging of Mr. and Mrs. Ibor. Their pathetic and useless plea fell on deaf ears, even with their knees designing […]